Monday, August 12, 2013

under the cocotiers....finale

While in Martinique I met up with another friend Moris whom I hadn't seen for fifteen years. He met us in Trinité on the east coast and took us around.

Basse pointe a picturesque little bay on the east coast.

Mountain spring water pool tempted me to wet my feet.

Sea bathers rinse themselves with fresh spring water

We visited a desolate village that was reclaimed by the sea and the inhabitants were forced to move to higher ground. The shrine above is intact and still used.

The village is known as North village. It was a treacherous descent by vehicle and Maurice had to make several 4 point turns to clear the corners.

There were a few people around and I assumed that they were visiting like us when I came face to face with a rather large dog in a doorway. I made a U turn and speedily retraced my steps to a much safer place. So someone was still living here.

The oldest church on the island

We visited Grand Rivere where the water was so clear you could see the fish swimming.

This mother enjoying the water with her chicks.

This road allows the river to run into the sea. During heavy rains it becomes impassable.

the road above led to these homes on the right.

On my next trip back to Martinique I will certainly spend some time with my friends in
Gros Morne. I was only able to spend a few hours with Moris and his
family. I was able to see his eighty five year old mother who was
overjoyed to see me. I had spent many happy vacations at their house
some 30 years ago. Miguel Moris' sister was busy at work but we managed
to see each other very briefly. Moris asked me if it will be another twenty years before I return to Martinique. He said that the last time I had seen him he had hair on his head and now he has none. He told me that the next time I visit he may not have any teeth. We both laughed and hugged each other.

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a self opinionated individual who speaks her mind on things that are important to her. I am Helen and I live in the north of Barbados in an old house that dates back to the early 1800's or more. I have been frantically gardening on 2.3 acres since 1996. I am married to a sweet guy called Chuck and we are the proud parents of a daughter, seven dogs and two lovebirds. My hubby is a retired teacher from Miami Florida and a wonderful human being. I was born on the island of Grenada and lived and attended Primary school in Trinidad and Tobago and later moved to Barbados in 1967 where I spent my adult years. I love to cook for company and adore a fusion of various cuisines. I speak some french with some degree of fluency having studied Pattern making in Paris many many moons ago. I work as a part time water garden consultant and my husband and I grow water lilies.